My fifth day into being tiny I was still depressed, but I was no longer afraid of Stephanie – even if I continued to be awestruck by her and would occasionally feel fear from her massive size or sudden movements. I wasn't afraid of her per se – only just startled by her hands or the booming vibrations that might occur if she walked around the room. I trusted her, and each passing day it seemed less and less bizarre. Most of my days were spent watching netflix – I decided to rewatch my favorite show Sparatacus on Stars. Stephanie thought this was hilarious, not only because it was my favorite show before I was tiny – of which I had told her to watch many, many times – but oddly similar and dissimilar situation I was in. She would make jokes that she was going to buy other tiny men and make me fight them to death – or that she would force me into pleasuring her. The former I would laugh at, the latter made me blush – and she could tell.

So whilst in the middle of watching an episode, Stephanie burst into the room, in an obviously good mood. She was wearing green blouse with floral designs, gray joggers with geometric patterns that varied from lighter to darker gray, and a pair of ankle high boots, which looked like they had a splash of violet in color. She was carrying two boxes of pizza and had a 24 pack of beer on top.

“So I finally organized it, and Crystal, Amoe, and Ani will be meeting 3 other girls for our first 'Tiny Live's Matter' (TLM) meeting.” she said, looking for a place to put down the pizza.

She had told me about that the day before. The friends she still trusted had decided they wanted to start advocating for tinies like me to be people again. From word of mouth and social media they had met 3 others. They were going to meet in Stephanie's room today. Apparently, the meeting had been one of the new girls ideas.

“Do you mind if I moved you and your house to the floor?” she said “I know it's not ideal, but I need to find a place to put this pizza and we will probably want to use the desk – either as a seat or to use for our plans.”

I didn't like the idea but I didn't think I had much of a choice. Stephanie could tell I didn't like it. “Trust me, all of these girls are good people and we have no interest in hurting you. As long as you stay in the house to start I'll make sure everyone is aware of you.”

I didn't say anything still. I hadn't been on her floor over the last 5 days, and come to think of it, I hadn't been on the floor ever before. Now she wanted me on the floor when 7 titans would be lumbering about, and without that much room operate, I would be inevitably dangerously close to all of them. Even if they were aware of me, I might slip their mind – especially since alcohol was involved.

“I don't know Steph...” was all I said. She had begun to walk towards my house and I could see her shadow being cast over it. The surface was below her thighs, so from where I was standing outside of the house her billboard of a face still looked to be about 60 or so yards away.

Steph was staring down at me from above, her right hands with yellow tipped fingers settled down about 20 yards to my right which sent vibrations through the desk – I again found myself staring at them.

“Look, if you're not comfortable I can put you in a drawer where you will be safe – albeit it will be dark and we won't hear you properly, unless you have another idea?”

I didn't like the idea of being trapped in a drawer; I also didn't have other ideas. In fact, I simply found myself staring at her hands. Her fingers were pushing themselves into and away from the desk surface, they almost looked like giant spider doing push ups. I traced her arm covered in her green blouse up and up and till I looked her in the eyes. She continued to watch me from above, her dreadlocks swaying slowly back and forth. The urge to prostrate myself came over me but I did nothing.

Stephanie smiled again. “Steph to Mark, check in Mark. Has your owner thrown you for a loop again?” she giggled from high above me.

“No...uh...sorry. I guess the floor is fine.” No sooner had I finished saying it did I see Stephanie lean over me, looking like a monolithic tidal wive, her green blouse drooping lower towards me. It was still about 10 yards above me, when I saw her arms swoop in from the sides and grab the doll house. It was suddenly lifted in the air, and appeared to be flying, Stephanie twisting her body rapidly made thing look like it was a rocket blasting to orbit.

She walked a few feet away and deposited it onto the shaggy carpet floor, went over, grabbed the pizza and beer on her desk, and returned. The pizza soon was directly above me, and for a moment I thought Steph had forgotten about me. Death by pizza – what a way to go.

But Steph was soon lowering the thing behind me with a slam – the pizza box was only 15 yards behind me. I was overwhelmed with heat and the smell of pizza, and my mouth began to water. I had basically only eaten whatever snacks and random food Steph had gotten me from the dining hall, and none of it had been warm.

Stephanie saw me looking at the pizza. “Don't worry. You'll get a slice – i think one slice will probably look like more pizza than you've seen your entire life.” She chuckled at this idea “I guess being tiny isn't all that bad.”

I wanted to say, yea, you know, it's mostly a nightmare, but I guess living in a dollhouse in a girls room who's slightest movements feel like an airstrike is entirely offset by giant pizza. But Stephanie was clearly excited and continued to talking about the meeting, making it impossible for me to be audible over her booming voice.

She had bonded more closely than ever with the 3 girls she knew – she continued to talk about her meeting them the other days since I had shrunken. Outside of Stephanie, Rebecca was the only girl I had seen – I was now going to be in room with 7 others. Stephanie explained to me that only she and 2 others had tines – 1 was from her friends, the other one from the stranger. All would be here tonight. It would also be the first tinies I met since I saw Steve.

Speaking of Steve, I had asked Stephanie to go talk to Rebecca – and find out what happened to him. Stephanie appeared sad when I would say this so I had stopped asking her – but she told me that Rebecca refused to talk to her anymore.

There was a knock on the door.

Before I could react Steph had encased me in her palm. I again was trapped but not pinned – just another moment of being manhandled without warning. I soon found myself deposited on the Shaggy red carpet in front of the house. It was the first time I had been on the floor.

The carpet reached up to about my waste, and reminded me of running through a field of tall grass, but the grass was red. The whole thing felt alien – I had gotten used to the desk; now it felt like I was suddenly on another region of the planet, but I was still in the same room. In front of me was the door, and Steph was walking closer to it, the ground vibrating with each step. From here I could see her back, and her slightly purple ankle boots, the gap between the sole and the heel going at least another yard above my head. To my left was the couch, to the right her bed, and behind me the house, then desk. Under her bed I could see a whole bunch of shoes, they appeared to be about 50 or so yards away.

Stephanie opened the door. In came a petite Vietnamese girl holding a bottle of wine. She was probably barely 5 feet tall, and noticeably shorter than Stephanie. She would turn out to be the smallest of the girls in the group – but she was still a giantess to me.

She introduced herself. “Hi, I'm Linh” her English was perfect.

She was dressed in black form fitting t-shirt, with an equally matching black midi skirt (a skirt that hung well below the knees), and had a pair brown studded harness boots – the leather on them appearing well worn.

Stephanie introduced herself in return, and then she said. “Would you like to meet Mark?”

Linh's eyes widened a bit. “Oh – you have a tiny?”

Stephanie corrected her. “He's a man – Linh, don't forget it.”

She apologized. “Oh, I know, I'm sorry, it's just that...” she started to say. Stephanie cut her off.

“Don't apologize to me. Apologize to him.” she pointed down at me towards the ground.

I was suddenly struck with fear – what if Linh didn't see me and accidentally crushed me? What if she did it deliberately? I found myself slowly walking backwards towards the house, not taking my eyes of Linh. She was looking for me on the ground, and hadn't seen me yet.

Linh took a step forward, covering a third of the distance between myself and her, and I could see the bottom of her worn brown ankle boots. There was dirt and other junk stuck in the treads. Above that, I could see some bare skin before her midi skirt. I realized this was the first time I had been on the floor as a giantess walked towards me. Her legs looked like two buildings lumbering closer, which went about 50 yards up into and formed an even larger building.

She took another step, and this time I could clearly see the bottom of the sole of her right boot. The tread had edges around the side and patterned bumps in the middle, bits of dirt were wedged into gaps. I could see something that looked like a piece of plastic hanging from the bottom, swaying as she moved her foot forward. I looked up and the tower was closer, appearing larger as it cut the distance. Linh still wasn't looking at me.

I panicked and turned to run, and found myself clambering up the porch.

The ground shook violently and I nearly fell off the steps I was climbing onto, I had to pull myself up one at a time. It quickly became dark. I knew she was staring at me, I could feel her eyes on my back. I turned around.

Linh had squatted down to get a better look at me. Her dress was still over her knees but the boots appeared to be only 20-30 yards away, and I saw her bare skin before being cut off from her skirt. Behind them was her black shirt and Linh herself. She had straight black hair and her eyes were light brown. Otherwise she had typical Vietnamese features.

“Hi Mark... I'm sorry about what I said earlier.” she did sound apologetic.

I found myself shaking and didn't say anything. This was a new experience, I hadn't even dealt with being on the floor with Stephanie yet. Now, I have this complete building of a stranger hovering over me, casting a shadow onto the tiny house and me.

Steph was standing near the door still. I noticed her in my eyes, she was looking right at me. Once we made eye contact, she turned her eyes towards Linh and nodded her head slightly, an indication that I should say something. She was grinning. I could tell this was going to be an amusing night for her.

“Oh, hey Linh. Sorry – you just scared me is all.” I laughed awkwardly. So did Linh. Steph just facepalmed and shook her head. I guess telling somebody when you meet them you are scared isn't the best etiquette, but she'll have to excuse me considering I'm an inch tall.

“... but don't worry about calling me tiny as I am, in fact, tiny” All 3 of us laughed now. I guess self deprecating humor still works on giants.

Linh, lowered her hand towards me, and I found myself naturally trying to move backwards, but I just ended up pressing myself up to the base of the house.

Her whole hand appeared in front of my vision, it was a pale flesh color and she had plain nails. It was the size of a garbage truck, and was hovering in front of me by about 10 yards, blocking my vision of Linh except for her eyes and the top of her head. She was still watching me... I'm sure from her angle she didn't realize that I all I could see was her hand and her eyes – she could still see all of me. One finger with a pointy plain nail shot forward – I thought she was going to impale me, she easily could have. I yelped.

I wasn't sure what she was doing but Linh immediately apologized. “I'm sorry... this must be frighting for you.” she said, her finger retracting. She appeared sad. “I've never actually dealt with a man as small as you before, so I don't know what to do.” She shook her head. “I was just trying to 'shake your hand' but I see that doesn't translate very well”

I began to feel bad. “No it's ok. I'm new to this too... let's try again.”

Linh smiled and so did Stephanie. She must have thought this was fascinating to watch. The finger shot forward again, and while I flinched, I didn't scream this time. Instead I walked forward nervously, only a few steps, until my arm was within distance of the finger, it swayed slowly, and I could see the folds on her fingertip, her nails extending forward foot or so, and I could see the jagged underside of the thing. I put my arm out and touched her finger, and it felt like my hand was near a bonfire. It didn't burn, but was quite warm.

At this point I wasn't sure what to do, we couldn't really shake, as even moving her finger the slightest would probably be a couple of yards for me. Linh probably didn't know what to do either, so I just said “Tiny pound” and we all laughed.

Things felt a bit less awkward after that, and Stephanie said. “So Linh thanks for the wine...” she continued talking.

Linh stood up to face Stephanie. I was still on the floor in front of the house, and this Linh building shot into the sky, suddenly twice as tall. Her twisting body caused her left boot to swoop by me, and looked as fast as a bullet train and as huge as a double decker bus. I felt the rush of air and became nervous. Linh and Stephanie sat on the couch to my left and began talking. They were about 50 yards away it seemed, and they both crossed their legs, revealing the soles of their shoes. I could see the dirt wedged into them. Then came another knock at the door.

“Another guest – one second Linh” I realized I was going to have this moment repeat another 2 times for somebody new, but 3 times for people I already met.

The door opened and I could feel a gust of air. Bits of debris blew around me. Linh was off to my left, the her left leg crossed over her right, the huge bus that was her shoe's sole was facing me. She was looking at the newest giantess who entered the room.

It was Ani. I knew her fairly well, as she was one of Stephanie's friends I met before I became tiny. She was an Armenian, and was a US citizen of 1st generation, so she was bilingual and still had an Armenian accent, which I could only describe as being middle eastern sounding. She was wearing a tight fitting pink long sleeve shirt, had a pair of matching pink shorts, and wore a pair of black leather mules – who's heel narrowed to a square tip. She was beautiful, and while she was a bit on the skinnier side, still looked voluptuous, her breast and ass appearing to stick out perfectly rounded from her clothes. She had beige purse slung over her shoulder, and she had a dark purple layer of makeup over her mouth and highlights on her cheeks, her hair was a dark brown, and their was a lot of it, flowing over shoulders. She carried wine as well.

She greeted everyone and walked over to Linh to introduce herself. To me, she cleared hundreds of yards in a few steps, and I could see her sexy ass as her whole body seemed to careen off into the sky. She was about as tall as Stephanie. She came to a stop in front on Linh, and her left mule seemed to only be about 30 – 40 yards from me, if she lifted her legs sideways she would have hit the house before reaching a 45 degree angle. The mule's heel looked a roman arch, it rounded up the side of it till it met the bottom of the shoe. I could easily run through it, and if I jumped, barely touch the ceiling.

She reached into her purse and grabbed something, and all the other girls began to coo.

“Girls” she said in her Armenian accent, “I'd like you to meet David.”

So Ani was the first to bring a tiny man along. I wondered what it must have been like for him so far, and now to be in the palm of this beautiful girl as 3 huge faces hovered only 30 – 40 yards above him. Cooing at him and saying hello. I couldn't hear what he was saying but each of them introduced themselves to him, Linh again going for a pound, and Ani laughed.

“You'll have to excuse David – he's still not used to be so small.” They all laughed. It seemed like they were trying to be friendly but I could imagine what it was like for David, having no control, seeing random giant women and having huge yellow, logs with tipped spikes suddenly thrusted at you. She turned to Stephanie.

“So where is Mark?” her accent sounded kind of sexy when she said my name. Stephanie pointed towards me, causing Ani to turn around, her bare tanned legs looking like to gigantic columns, and the tip of her left mule lifting up into the air. The bottom of it was yellow and had gray indented lines, and the whole thing came slamming down to my right, causing a shockwave to run through me. I could see her heel where it met the top of the sole of the mule, and the pressure from her weight created small rolling bumps on her flesh above the heel. Her heel itself appeared worn, the skin turning a light gray where they met the soul.

I looked up and her legs were spread apart, and I could see both of these gorgeous tan towers ascend into her pink shorts. I looked past her shirt and towards her eyes. They were brown.

She began to lean forward a bit but didn't lower herself, and her hair fell forward and looked liked thousands of ropes falling from the sky. She continued to bend at the waist, lowering her hands. They appeared in front of me with a swoop, she uncurled her fist, and a tiny man popped out, all of this 10 yards in front of me. She then leaned back up into the sky, but she tilted her head down to look at me.

I knew David was there but I wasn't paying attention, I was looking at this beautiful goddess above me.
She made the first move. “Hey Mark” her eyes blinked and her purple mouth moved, I found myself wondering if this was a giant hologram – it never occurred to me that even being tiny something could be so beautiful. “I'm sorry to see you like this. I hope we can still be friends, and hopefully get you back to normal at some point.” she winked at me and smiled. I started to blush.

David was suddenly nudging me on my shoulder. “Hell of a sight right?”

This caused me to regain focus. “Hey Ani! Thanks.”

She nodded and then took a step backwards, clearing 50 yards in less than second, and plopped herself down on the bed without looking, causing her to bounce in the air, her mules kicking out for a second before settling back down on the floor.

David was speaking again. “Hey, I'm David, nice to meet you.” he put out his hand.

I was snapped out of my trance and looked at David, extending my arm. “Hey, nice to meet you.”

Finally looking at David I saw that he was a lot shorter than me, if he was still normal size he would have probably been 5'5”. Up until this point it hadn't occurred to me that everything was scaled. I was lucky I was tall I guess.

He began talking to me but I didn't really pay any attention – the giantesses, Ani on my right and Linh and Stephanie on my left, were all talking. None of this seemed real to me. They were like moving skyscrapers; Linh on my left was closest to me and she still had her legs crossed, left over right. The sole of her brown harness boot was dangled in the air facing me, and on the ground her right boot kicked onto her heel before slamming down every few seconds, the tip of her shoe easily well above me at my peak. To her I must have only been a foot or two away, but to me it seemed like 50 yards. Stephanie was past that, laughing about something, her purple ankle boots touching the floor, but she would occasionally get excited and pick up her feet briefly off the ground before touching them back down; it looked like she was trying to run for a second. Again, these small movements to them easily cleared double or triple my height.

Then to my right a dark mass appeared to be moving at me like freight train, and I felt a boom. Both David and I fell backwards. Turning to look, Ani had apparently extended her tan left leg out and then brought it down unconsciously, the heel of the shoe hitting the ground only 15 yards from us. We could see the bottom of the black mules sole, it was yellow, and although not clean, not full of chunks of dirt. It seemed to be more lightly dusted with specs of earth, and I could see a few white flakes of what seemed like paper. The whole thing towered over us, up into the air about 20 yards, her leg running up and off into the distance and looked like a giant tan land bridge that ran into a pair of pink shorts resting on the side of a cliff. Ani's pink shirt was above that, one hand reaching down to scratch the bridge, moving 20-30 yards back and forth across are her tan ankle. Her eyes were distracted, she was smiling with her purple lips and rapidly talking to Stephanie and Linh.

Then the tip of the huge mule began to lower, and appeared like it was going to land on us. Her foot had begun to retract out of her shoe, which caused the thing to tip forward. Her toes were resting on the heel of the insole, her purple toenails matching her purple lips. Looking from her toes towards the sole of her foot I could see the bottom of her heel, and she had a light gray callous along the bottom edge of it. Not particularly thick, but noticeable even from the distance I was at. She began to push on the heel, and the shoe would be pulled opposite the direction the toes pushed it, pulling back at first until she spun it to her left, and the shoe tip of the shoe spun like a roller coaster ride in front of us. As the tip of the mule spun it flew over us, and while I'm not quite sure if it would have hit us if it was lower to the ground, it seemed damn close.

Both David and I now found ourselves scrambling backwards, and we climbed onto the porch. Ani hadn't noticed any of this, her purple toes still playing with the shoes. She pressed down with her toes on the heel, pushing the the tip of the mule up high into the air like an out of control see-saw, bending her toes up into the air creating folds on her tan skin. Her heel was now up in the air, I could see what long red strings from the shag carpet stuck into the arch of her foot and grayish heel.

David and I just looked at each other, not needing to say anything to know what we were both feeling.

There was another knock on the door, and Ani's toes suddenly caught the the top inside of the shoe and slid themselves back on, and she pulled her foot back to below herself. The pressure caused a lighter yellow/white color along the edge of exposed heel as it made contact with the mule.

Stephanie stood up. “I got it”

David and I had almost been killed and nobody had noticed. “We're staying on the porch.”

He simply nodded.

The door swung open and gust of wind struck us again, causing both of our loose fitting clothes to billow. Amoe entered the room – (pronounced a -moe -ee) another one of Stephanie's friends, and a girl whose parents were from Hong Kong. I had met her a few times before with Stephanie, and she had cute little British accent even though she was Asian.

David and I found ourselves looking at this next giantess. She was slightly shorter than Stephanie and Ani but only a by a little, and still noticeably taller than Linh.

She looked like she was dressed a bit like a zebra. She had a long sleeve shirt and a pair of shorts on – both with black and white stripes. Her skin wasn't pale but also not tan, just a nice healthy yellow, and her feet were tucked into a pair of green slippers which had a sheep on the front. Her eyes were a light brown, and she had straight black hair that that fell over her shoulders and faded into a light brown. She must have added highlights.

Amoe was always super bubbly. Immediately upon entering she said “Hi guys!!! and seemed to hop up and down, causing an earthquake to us. First she greeted her two friend already here with hugs, bending one of her legs back so her foot was behind her butt and standing on her tippy toes of the other. She then turned and was introduced to Linh. She was more formal with Linh but still gave a hug.

After all that was done. I watched Amoe walk over to the dollhouse. Whether or not she knew or assumed, her guess was right. As the lumbering skyscraper came closer, everything shook more violently, and I found myself clinging to the oversized porch banister. Her slipper clad feet came to a stop about 20 yards from the dollhouse, and I had to crane my head up almost vertically to see see her face. Lowering before me, one of her legs swung back and her bare knee slammed into the ground. The whole thing looked like the side of cliff – but alive. It was suddenly dark and logs the red/black tipped ax heads suddenly appeared on the mantle of the porch, and David and I found ourselves retreating backwards.

“Mark?” Amoe said. “You in there?” Her fingers were only about 5-10 yards from us, and I could see hairs on the top of one from this distance. She didn't see us.

Stephanie, however, was looking right at us. “Amoe, he's just left of your hand.”

The giant being traced her eyes left along the porch and then stopped on us. “Oh my god... Mark?” tears started welling up in her eyes. Both David and I looked at each other not sure what to do. Amoe suddenly started crying and stood up like a rocket taking off. Her tears and the sudden movement caught us both off guard, and the violent shaking caused us to fall over. Stephanie walked over and hugged her, this additional earthquake forcing us to continue lying on the ground. They were both about 30 yard away from us, and each step Stephanie had taken shook us on the porch. Looking forward, there was just a pair of light purple ankle boots followed by a pair of slippers... the gray geometric pants flanking the pair of yellow legs next to them.

Stephanie was saying, “It's ok... shhh” The two giants began lumbering off, the 4 tower of legs causing mini-earthquakes of decreasing intensity as they moved towards the couch.

Amoe sat down next to Stephanie on the couch. “I'm so sorry Mark.” She continued crying on Stephanie.

David just turned towards me and said, “what about me?” We both laughed.

Amoe's reaction was unexpected; her bubbly attitude of awesome highs came with valley like lows apparently.

Another knock. Only 3 more to go. Stephanie left Amoe, and Linh was now comforting her, even though they didn't know each other.

Stephanie opened the door and in walked a girl a few inches taller than the rest. This time, nobody knew her. She was a black girl, not quite as dark as Stephanie. She had long black curly hair that looked like DNA and fell past her shoulders. Her eyes were light brown and she had freckles on her face, and had a pair of black rimmed glasses. She was wearing a white tank top, had gray denim pants, and on her feet was a pair of black open toe booties. She was noticeably larger than the other girls – not fat, but way more voluptuous, and noticeably the tallest. She placed a large bottle of white wine on the ground.

The shoes themselves caught my attention – the tips of her toes were exposed in the front, nails painted white, and her heel was uncovered in the back, like Ani's muels. But unlike the other two, the leather on top of her foot didn't completely cover her feet, and cut out triangular patterns exposing the skin below. This pattern continued until above her ankle.

She introduced herself first. “Hi, I'm Naru – I spoke to Crystal about this meetup?” We hadn't met Crystal yet but she was one of Stephanie's friends – I knew her as well.

Everyone took turns introducing themselves. She then looked at her purple bag. “So my friend John is in here, but he gets a bit nervous as you all can imagine. Is there a safe place I can put him so he doesn't feel overwhelmed?”

Stephanie gestured to the dollhouse. “Mark and David are already in there, just set him down at the front door.”

Naru nodded. She walked forward, each step causing a small earthquake. As she got near the dollhouse, I could see her the underside of her shoe. They were discolored white, and relatively flat – I could only see a few grooves. The gray towers which were her jean clad legs ascended into the sky, noticeably thicker and longer than the living towers of the other girls. Eventually the pair of house sized shoes slowed to a stop, and the white tipped toe on her left foot lifted briefly, giving me a glimpse of her lighter colored skin below it. She squatted down, from here, I could more easily see the rest of her upper body. She was staring at me, her dark red lips lifting to reveal a white smile within.

“Hi guys” she said it in a voice slightly deeper than the other girls, with a slight African accent. “Say hello to John.” She reached into her handbag, as she did, I found myself just staring in awe. Her bare shoulders had noticeably defined muscles – not thick like a linebacker, but she was well toned. Her hands came out of the bag and she had something cupped in her hands, her fingers were long and by no means skinny, her fingernails white.

Eventually the blimp that was her cupped hands stopped in front of the porch of the house, the area between her hand would have appeared to be at least 5 times the size of the room I was in now if I was full size, as she opened them, a tiny man appeared – in contrast, he looked smaller than her fingernail. He was black and had close cropped hair. At first I though he was especially small, but as he walked up to the house, wading his way through the waste high red carpet, I realized he was just as big as I was.

Naru then seemingly launched herself up and flew away from us. From way up in the sky she opened her palm and pointed it at us down by her shoes on the floor.

“Everyone, say hello to John.” All of the giants eyes trained on us now, there were 5 of them. Naru was towering above us, I could see Ani to the right, both of her feet were out of her mules now which were tucked under the couch, her purple toe nails both placed on the ground with the rest of her foot pulled into the air.

Before anyone did anything Stephanie said what I was thinking. “Let's just wait to the till everyone's here before we introduce ourselves to the guys, I think they are getting nervous with all of us approaching them – that way we won't have to do it again.”

I appreciated the sentiment, still at some point it meant that there was going to be 7 giantesses towering over our little house. I gulped.

Naru lumbered off like a moving mountain, and sat down next to Ani. The girls talked, and the room smelled of pizza, I realized none of them had gotten a slice yet, and we now had multiple bottles of wine along with beer. I started to realize that the alcohol was going to make the night interesting.

After we introduced ourselves, David began conversing with John, but I found my self staring at the girls again. Everyone talked almost like everything was normal. Ani once again was stretching her legs, one crossed over the other, from where we were on the porch it was the closest giant to us, about 30 yards out. Both of her feet appeared to be vertical into the air, they seemed to be about 20 yards in height, and I could see bits of dust and red fibers from the shaggy carpet stuck to her sole. Her tan legs stretched off to the couch, they seemed to be another 70 or so yards. Past her, I could see the left foot of Naru's open toe boot, her white nails sticking out from the tip. I could make out long veins bulging out of her skin in the gaps of the shoe that were exposed. Following the foot up, I could see the tower that was her gray pants, her right leg slung over the other. From here I could see the bottom of her shoe, it appeared larger 25-30 yards in length. It's heel was high, pushing foot off the ground for another 5-10 yards. She had both her bare arms rapped around the one leg that was on top of the other.

To my left, was Amoe was sitting closest, her green slippers both below her long yellow legs. She had one foot out of her slipper, propped on top. Her nails were bare but I see bits of slipper fuzz, some was wedged in her nail and between her toes. The other foot was slowly going in and out of the slipper as she moved her leg forward and back. She was looking to her left, talking to Linh.

Before I could study the giants further, there was another knock at the door. Two left.

Stephanie once gain stood up and everyone's eyes was turned to the door, including from us tinies. I recognized the girl immediately. It was Crystal, one of Stephanie's good friends. She was a tall girl, almost as tall as Naru, and had blue eyes and firey red hair. Her skin was pale and she had lots of red freckles on her cheeks, and she didn't appear to be wearing any makeup. She wore a low hanging t-shirt with the words “pardon my french” written across it, some skin tight black yoga leggings, and pair of pink loafers. Oh good. More wine.

Greetings and introductions began. The girls stood and the 6 living skyscrapers began mingling for their hello's – causing vibrations across the floor and which created earthquake like conditions in the doll house. The girls who knew each other - Stephanie, Amoe, Ani, and Crystal – all said hello with hugs. Stephanie introduced Naru and Linh to Crystal.

And then Crystal walked over to the dollhouse. Her loafers covered hundreds of yards in only a few steps, and I could see what looked like a piece of dried gum on the bottom as they flew over to us, along with other specs of miscellaneous dirt. The loafers slammed to a halt about 30 yards from the house, looking like giant pink longships, which were connected to her pale white skin that continued up like towers until being covered by her tight black leggings.

Suddenly one of the pink longships was moving backwards, and the black legging of the covered knee of said tower slammed in it's place instead, the process repeating with other leg. Two pale open palms then slammed down even closer; she had long french manicured nails, their impact shaking the dollhouse. John, who hadn't become accumulated to these vibrations, hadn't been bracing himself and fell into the the wall of the house. Her knees then moved backwards, and I realized that Crystal was going prone, her legs extending hundreds of yards in the distance at unfathomable speed.

Her face was suddenly before us. Her light blue eyes looked like clear Caribbean water, and her individual freckles were larger than my hands. Her fire red hair wasn't particularly long, but long enough to touch her shoulder, and looked like ropes dangling in front of her face. One strand fell in front of her eye, and I watched her blow it up onto her head out of her face with a slight puff. The fact that this giant red rope could be blown so easily into the air was just another reminder of how pathetic all of us men were. Her natural colored lips parted to reveal a smile.

“Hey, Mark!” she said in with happy voice. “Pretty sick digs you got here!” she winked at me, the skin of her eyelids seemed bigger than me and were flanked by red lashes. Her face was as big as a mansion.

I was about to respond, but a shadow was casted over us. I turned my head and saw the sole of Naru's open toe bootie rapidly descending, slamming down to my right next to Crystal's face. The earth shook, wind and dust flying about and causing my eyes to water. The shoe was so close that I could see the white discoloration along the bottom of the sole was some kind of caked on dust – it appeared to be about half my height. I had to hold onto the porch to prevent myself from falling over. Looking at David and John, I could tell they both looked nervous.

Crystal noticed how we became disoriented, and turned to look up at Naru. “What was that for?” she sounded irritated.

From here, I couldn't see anything but Naru's open toe bootie. The platform on her shoe was atleast 2-3 yards above my head before I could see the white tipped toenails on her big and second toe. I could see the veins on her black skin, and there were little patterns of indentation crisscrossing her living brown leather. The heel behind the shoe was about 10 to 15 yards further up, causing her foot to slope upward. Her skin was a bare black on her ankle above that before entering the gray jeans of her pants. The over hang of the house cut off my vision after that.

“Sorry” Naru's voice boomed from above. “I just wanted to say that we were waiting for the last girl to do formal introductions – we don't want to overwhelm the boys.” Naru's white tipped toes lifted up on her shoe, revealing her paler flesh below them, and a dark cavern between her shoe and the toes. All 3 of us tinies could easily stand under them. I shuddered at the thought.

Crystal looked up at her, and looked at us. We still probably appeared disheveled up by all the commotion of the giants in front of us. “Hell of a job, there not 'overhwhelming' them” she said in a sarcastic tone.

Naru got the hint, and her bootie clad foot pulled away, looking like a 5 story building getting launched into the sky. “Oh – sorry guys.” She stepped back towards the bed and sat down, her face becoming visible as she got further away, before her curvy butt took a seat.

I turned my face and could see the light blue eyes of Crystal gazing at me. She was smiling and rolled her eyes. I think it was supposed to be an indication that she understood my predicament and the lack of awareness by Naru, but even Crystal's billboard of a face was a bit unnerving.

Her pale hands then pushed her off the ground and just as quickly her head was out of view, and her loafers appeared before me again before she walked over to the bed and sat next to Naru.

Stephanie stood up and walked past our house to the left and behind us out of view. She came back with a bottle of wine and began handing out glasses.

“Well, might as well get started – we have more than a few bottles” she poured everyone a glass, before even reaching the sixth girl she had to pop another one open.

“Hey guuuyysss” Stephanie said in a sing song voice. She was sitting on the coach to my left looking over at us, one leg crossed over the other. I could see the bottom of her purple boots high in the air. “Wine or beer?”

I wasn't exactly sure what she had in mind. She had bought cups for us to use for the doll house – they were more appropriately sized for the doll house, so they were still a little too big to hold with one hand. From her size they probably looked like normal tiny cups, but to me they weren't perfectly smooth on any surface.

All the boys were in agreement. “Beer!” we yelled in unison. At this point I had assumed Stephanie would be pouring the beer into a cap like she done with the water the first day I met her. She had a better idea. She stood up, her purple boots slamming into the ground in front of us. I couldn't see her, but I could hear her removing the water feeder we had rigged from the side of the house.

“If y'all wanna take a beer shower, this a once in a lifetime opportunity.” She laughed above us out of vision, we could only see her boots and the bottom of her pants. She stepped away, dumped the remaining water in the trash can, and cracked open a beer. I couldn't see from what kind from where I was, but she said “Magic hat #9?” as her shoe crashed in front of our house again, shaking everything around us.

None of said anything. I could hear the water feeder being refilled, and her refastening it to the side of the house. “Enjoy boys!” her shoes flying her hundreds of yards back to her seat in just a few seconds.

We all walked inside and started pouring ourselves beer from the sink – it was cold and delicious. It was the first alcohol I had since I had been tiny.

“Cheers!” I said, chugging the unusually large glass. I did it out of nervousness. I immediately poured myself another and started drinking again. The rest of the men did the same – we all seemed a bit out of sorts by everything going on. Everything that was going on was surreal – whatever I had gotten used to before was gone – it was all alien.

At this point the house started shaking, from the windows I could see the house darken and only blurs of movement. The girls were going over to get pizza. They continued to gossip and chat about nothing particular. The serious discussions were still awaiting the last member.

Stephanie's eyes were suddenly at the window – reminding me of the alien encounter I had with them so many days ago.

“Hey guys! I brought you some pizza”

She had cut a slice of pizza into a small square and it was placed on a napkin. In relation to her hand it was about the length and width of half the distance between the knuckle and nearest joint in her finger. She had it balanced on her first and second digit, and pushed it through the door, her fingers appearing like logs carrying the pizza. I was nervous but I trusted Stephanie, so I walked over to her hands and attempted to grab the thing. It was far to large for me to get a grip properly, so I asked John for assistance – he ran over and grabbed the other end, and we carried it like we were holding the two sides of a table, before raising it up onto the table in the kitchen.

The thing was huge, easily the largest pizza I'd ever seen. We didn't have any utensils, but we weren't concerned. There was more than enough pizza for all of us to possibly eat, and so we simply ripped off chunks with our hands – stuffing it down our throat, splashing down mouthfuls of beer between bites. For a few minutes we talked, ate pizza, and drank, and even though I could hear the booming voices from outside and everything around in the kitchen seemed too big – I forgot about how small I was, and we talked about things we would have discussed before this – TV shows, food, history.

But my stream of consciousness led me to an awkward question. I asked them how they knew Ani and Naru respectively to David and John.

David's was actually fairly simple. Apparently, David had known Ani from before college. They weren't friends exactly but Ani was in class when a teacher shrank David. David wouldn't explain the reason, he was visibly agitated and simply said it was a malicious act by the professor. We weren't surprised. Ani volunteered to take him down to the office and apologized for what was going to happen to him – but promised him that she wouldn't let anything bad happen to him, and asked if he would mind her becoming his 'owner'. There were enough stories flying around to know that the odds weren't good after you shrank, and since David didn't really have a choice anyway, he acquiesced. Since Ani was the one to bring him to the office – she lied to the shrinking enforcement officers – saying that David had personally slighted her. It wasn't true of course, but it allowed her to take David as an owner automatically, which she accepted. David didn't say anything more of it other than that Ani had treated him well, at least in comparison to the stories he heard.

I shared my story next. That we already know.

When it was John's turn to share he became silent and stared at his beer.

David and I looked at each other. David said, “Look, if you don't want to share it's ok”

John looked up. “No, its fine. I'm sure if I don't tell you now you'll just hear Naru explain it later.” He paused. “I'll keep it simple. I played Basketball. It wasn't deemed toxically masculine but a girl made an accusation that implicated the whole team. It wasn't true of course.” He took a long gulp of beer, and began to spin the rest around in his cup. “Naru found out and got me in the opening auction – she didn't have to pay much...” He paused again, and then stared into his cup. “We were... engaged” I thought he was going to begin crying. He didn't, but in a few hours he would be.

None of us said anything after that, but I found myself guzzling more beer, trying to feel a buzz. Mercifully, there was the final knock at the door. The table we were at had a window that faced towards the rest of the room. From here, we could see the girls further away, but we could only see the bottom half of Ani and Amoe, Ani had her tan legs outstretched, her bare feet with her purple tipped toes were visible, from my angle I could see the specs of dirt and red shags from the carpet clinging to her sole, before the landbridge of a leg stretched up the cliff of the bed before the rest of her body was cut off by the roof the house.

Stephanie stood up and lumbered to the door, her footsteps sounding and feeling like mortar strikes from off in the distance. She opened the door, and what I saw I did not expect.

In walked Kelly. I didn't know her per se, but I had seen her around campus, and I'm not gonna lie - I had a crush on her. I first saw her in the gym – I was lifting for football and she was there for field hockey. And even then, I found myself staring at her.

First of all, she's big. I don't mean fat. Even when I was normal size she was taller than me. Probably 6'4”... she played field hockey and she had an athletic build. Well defined muscles ran up legs and I could tell she had a 6 pack, her shoulders were well defined with muscular traps, and visible muscles on her arms. Her boobs were large but not huge, her butt jutted out from behind her back, clearly a product of muscle, as they matched nicely with her thick thighs. Her hair was dirty blonde, she had it tied back into a ponytail.

Kelly wore a green tank top that didn't quite meet her waste, which made the bottom of her stomach visible. She was wearing skirt with black and white vertical stripes, which ended above the knee. She had a pair of gladiator sandals – all in the black leather, revealing her huge feet – even from where I was she was obviously the largest of the all the women. Her toes were painted different colors, matching the schools colors – green and yellow. Veins ran visibly across the tops of her feet. Even from the 150 yards or so from the door I could see a discoloration near the bottoms of her feet – obvious callouses from her time playing field hockey. Her skin was tan from the time in her sun, but not particularly dark. She was carrying some boxed wine.

In contrast to the tallest girls, Naru and Crystal– she was significantly taller. In fact – everything about her appeared bigger. The other girls were standing up to introduce themselves, causing what appeared to be a small earthquake from our kitchen. In contrast with the rest of the girls, she was bigger in every aspect. Even Naru and Crystal, who were noticeably taller than the rest of the girls, seemed short in comparison. They lumbered about and introduced themselves, each leg a living tower.

Looking back inside the kitchen, everyone was staring. They all looked how I felt. It was a look of deep anxiety. The women were expecting to “meet” us, which I presume (and I assume David and John presumed) meant going outside to “greet” them. The thought of walking outside, into the shaggy red wheat field that was her carpet, began to make my legs shake uncontrollably. I suddenly found myself chugging a drink and walking over to the pipe we had rigged for the sink and pouring myself another. It was gone as quick as I had filled it. John and David noticed was I was doing and did the same. The footsteps became louder – the vibrations more intense. The beer in my drink began splashing out of its cup and we all stumbled over to the wall to brace ourselves. It became dark... and quiet. The vibrations stopped.

“Oh boys... time to say hello!!!” It was Stephanie – and sounded excited. It just made me more nervous.